LOGINShe came to ruin him. He gave her a reason to stay. Aria lost everything when the Malcovich name destroyed her family. Years later, she walks back into their world with a fake name, a perfect plan, and a heart full of revenge. But Ethan Malcovich isn’t the monster she expected. He’s kind. Honest. And dangerously irresistible. Now she’s torn between the revenge she swore and the love she never saw coming. What happens when he finds out the truth? Will she finish what she started... or lose everything all over again?
View More“No, no, Emily,” I said, my voice coming out as a strained, tight sound, a fragile barrier against the chaos that was threatening to consume my mind. I looked at Emily, my gaze firm, and with a slow, deliberate motion, I gently lowered my coffee cup onto the small, wooden table.The sound was a soft clink, a tiny, insignificant noise that felt deafening in the heavy, suffocating silence of the room. “Come on, Emily, you’re jumping to conclusions. I think Miriam is only trying to get some pictures for her Instagram reels or maybe a little bit of drama for her engagement.” I said the words, but even as I spoke, they tasted like ash in my mouth. I was trying to convince her, but more than that, I was trying to convince myself. I wanted to believe it was all just a wild, painful coincidence.Emily shook her head slowly, her eyes, usually so soft and kind, were now filled with a cold, unsettling certainty. Her hands, clasped around her own mug, were trembling, and I could see the fine trem
"What does Miriam have to do with it?"The question hung in the stale air between us, a puzzle piece that didn't seem to fit. Miriam. The name itself was a bitter taste in my mouth, a reminder of the kind of life I had left behind. She was the princess, the society darling who had always seen me as her rival for Ethan's attention. Even before I had infiltrated his life as "Norah," Miriam had been a constant, buzzing mosquito in the background, her jealousy a sharp, pointed thing. The idea of her being involved in something so brutal, so... street, was hard to wrap my head around.I took a slow, painful sip of the coffee Emily had made for me. It was bitter, just like everything else. The warmth was a small comfort against the cold, hollow ache in my bones. I didn't care about Freddie's death. I told myself that.He was a snake, a man who profited from other people's misery. He had been sniffing around people's past for years, a persistent pest trying to dig up people's secrets. A part
"You don't get it, Emily, I just don't want my coming back to be suspicious to Ethan."The words tasted like ash in my mouth, but they were the truth. I never needed him to wonder, to doubt. I never wanted him to feel the same gnawing uncertainty that had become my constant companion. I needed him to know that the woman he thought he knew, the one he called Norah, was nothing but the truth. It was a cruel necessity, a way to protect the shards of my heart that still clung to the memory of him.Emily's face, a mask of concern for so long, softened into a look of profound relief. A small, sad smile touched her lips, a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. She sat on the edge of the mattress, the springs groaning in protest. The room was small and airless, smelling of damp concrete and old dust. It was a far cry from the luxurious life I had been living, and it was a harsh reminder of where I had come from."I know," she said, her voice a low murmur. "I know. It's the only way this wor
Days blur into an endless cycle of pain and despair. I lay on the thin mattress, staring at the water-stained ceiling. The pain was a constant, throbbing hum beneath my skin, it was a deep ache that had settled into my bones and refused to let go. Every breath was a shallow, and painful gasp, it was a reminder of the brutality I had endured. My body was no longer my own, it was a cage of agony.My mind, however, was a battlefield of a different kind. It replayed my moments with Ethan, a cruel paradox of kindness and my mission of revenge. The memory of his face, that was so open and honest, was a phantom that haunted my waking moments.I could almost feel his hands in my hair, his lips against mine, and the phantom sensations were so real that they were almost more painful than my physical wounds. I tried to build a wall of hate, telling myself he was the enemy, a Malcovich bloodline, but his image persisted, a phantom of kindness in my memory. I felt a consuming loneliness, trapped b
Reading the trending news online at we chat it says, "CEO Of Malcovichs corporation with his fiancée linked up with his cousin." I tilted my head, reading the headline again and again, hoping maybe it would change or blink and vanish, but it didn’t. It stayed right there in bold black letters, mock
I clicked the answer and from the other end, Emily ended the call and now it was me and Marcus, and Marcus said immediately."Enjoying the luxury now, huh?" He laughed through the phone. I could hear it clearly, like he was right there beside me, whispering into my ear with his foul breath. I could
"Huh!" I gasped in shock. "Did Marcus finally figure it out already?" I whispered to myself as I quickly tapped the numbers on the keypad. My fingers were trembling slightly, not from fear, but from the weight of the game I had chosen to play. I waited. For a second, nothing happened. Then, suddenl
"What? Ethan, you would not escort me into the room, would you?" I asked, with my voice sounding smaller than I wanted it to. My eyes grew wide, almost like a teenager who was about to be left alone with a boy for the first time, not like he hasn't seen enough of me but I'm scared now. My heart was












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